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Chapter 814 Han Yijun's Horror

Han Yijun glanced at Song Qiming, who was dumbfounded, and cursed secretly.

Song Qiming's mouth had just opened. In order to prevent Song Qiming from saying anything unfavorable to her, Han Yijun, who had been in a state of collapse, suddenly grabbed the microphone from the reporter's mouth and spoke first: "He is my fiancé."

The words stirred up waves, and the reporters asked more tricky questions one after another.

"You have a fiancé, why do you want to sleep with some commodity parties?"

"Will your fiancé still want you after something like that happened?"

"When you did that kind of thing, did you think about your fiancé?"

Han Yijun leaned in Song Qiming's arms, answering the reporter's questions logically without being alarmed.

"I am young, and it is inevitable to make mistakes. My fiancé is very tolerant of me, otherwise he would not appear on my bed like this."

The reporter asked a few more questions, and Han Yijun answered every question.

After getting what he wanted, the reporter left very satisfied.

When leaving, he didn't forget to close the door for Han Yijun.

With a click, the door was closed.

Song Qiming also gradually came back to his senses, he pushed the woman in his arms away.

"Why did you say that in front of the media just now?"

"What?"

Song Qiming rubbed the aching brows, "We have already broken off our engagement, why do you still say that I am your fiancé?"

"In that situation just now, if I didn't say you were my fiance, how would the outside world arrange me?"

Song Qiming: "..."

Thinking of the rumors and rumors against Han Yijun on the Internet, Song Qiming pouted his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything to blame.

Song Qiming got out of bed, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on. When he was putting on his trousers, he touched the empty pocket of his trousers and was shocked.

"Where's my bracelet?"

"Did you mean this?"

Han Yijun raised her arm, and on her slender wrist was a fine jade bracelet.

Song Qiming frowned and stretched out his hand, "Give it back to me."

Han Yijun withdrew his arm, "This is mine."

"The moment the two of us decided to break off the engagement, it wasn't yours anymore."

"But I don't want to break off my engagement with you."

"No." Song Qiming refused sharply.

Han Yijun looked at Song Qiming with a determined face, and sneered, since he didn't leave him a way out, then she didn't have to pretend to be pitiful in front of him.

She fumbled for the bracelet on her wrist and sneered, "Song Qiming, you still have to pay for whoring in a brothel. Do you want to leave after you sleep with me and pat your ass?"

"so what?"

"You have this bracelet in your pocket, just treat it as my reward for sleeping with me last night."

Song Qiming's expression changed, "Han Yijun, you did it on purpose last night, right?"

He said why Han Yijun agreed so happily last night, he is probably waiting for him here!

Those reporters just now might have been brought in by Han Yijun.

He didn't expect that instead of denying it, Han Yijun generously admitted it.

"I did what happened last night and what happened this morning."

"you……"

"What's wrong with me?" Han Yijun laughed twice, "Even if I made these things up, it's an indisputable fact that you slept with me."

Song Qiming: "..."

He didn't deny that Han Yijun was right, but he couldn't give her the bracelet.

"Han Yijun, please return this bracelet to me first, and I will give you the money when I get home."

"No, I don't want money now, I just want this bracelet, including the location of your daughter-in-law."

(End of this chapter)